yeah take ya’ll back… to them school days, yeah. fayettenam, what up, man? we came a long way from sticking move n*gg*s skipping school, just to scr*p over bullsh*t n*gg* if you lose, it’s a wrap, them hoes clowning it goes down in the lunch room i’m tryna spit this game n*gg*, f*ck food, bust moves to the hallway my n*gg*s posted on the wall, always ain’t thinking about cl*ss, dog, my *ss tryna parle if we had this sh*t our way we be standing here all day but look the princ*p*l’s coming, give pounds then we all escape. all late to cl*ss with fake p*sses, living life in the fast lane, but ain’t p*ssing. they dreaming, tryna be the next jay-z and damon dashes i ain’t even open my book and it’s time to change cl*sses. walk straight past my ex and don’t speak, it’s all good, probably have a new ex by next week. i just think, the sh*t we did was silly, yo, i know that, but what i wouldn’t give to go back.

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yea, back in the days when i was young i’m not a kid anymore but some days i sit and wish i was a kid again. yea, i sit and wish i was a kid again, yea i sit and wish. yo, i walk another n*gg* girl to her cl*ss, with my hand on her *ss, if he say ‘what up’ later, i just laugh. real sneaky yo, gotta keep it low, up in math, let my n*gg* read this real freaky note kiki wrote, yea hooping up in p.e. you can’t see me on this gym flow, but d*mn vanessa booty looking sick up in them gym shorts. uh, we bag ’em up, ya’ll n*gg*s gonna have to wait, so they p*ssing hate like, ‘d*mn i can’t wait ’til they graduate.’ but some of my n*gg*s will probably never make it, the s.a.t. sh*t man i doubt they ever take it, cause instead of tryna send a n*gg* to a tutor, them guidance counselors tryna introduce us to recruiters, it’s a set-up. momma cut the light on, “time to get up, ” make sure the shirt matching the forces then i head out, at the time i thought this sh*t was so whack, but what i wouldn’t give to go back. yea, hey,

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back in the days when i was young i’m not a kid anymore but some days i sit and wish i was a kid again. yea, i sit and wish i was a kid again, yea i sit and wish. i’m a little grown, but still reminisce, close your eyes n*gg*, you remember this? friday night football game, something i’ll forever miss. after parties in the gym, grinding underneath the rim, you forgot your school i.d.? f*ck, n*gg*, you ain’t getting in. in the hallways acting like some hoodlums, see that scr*p? naw, d*mn i always miss the good ones. them rumors spreading fast with that he say she say, twenty people on the phone cause everybody did three-way. man we played them girls for the fools, but, wasn’t no ladies like them ladies from other schools, cause seeing them same old chicks got tired quick she was just f*cking my boy, now she all on my d*ck, gossip, d*mn. another chick pregnant, another n*gg* gone, i reminisce on all the chicks a n*gg* never bone, pardon me ya’ll i’m just flipping through some kodaks, sitting, wishing i could go back.

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yea, back in the days when i was young i’m not a kid anymore but some days i sit and wish i was a kid again. yea, i sit and wish i was a kid again, yea i sit and wish, man. yeah, this sh*t is dedicated to all my n*gg*s man. r.j., mike shaw, jim brown, yea, b. nasty, big joe, smitty, what’s good? yea, terry sanford high school, e. smith,.. cl*ss of 2003, that’s me i know y’all remember this.